Here's the next chapter for Helluva Servant, funny thing is that I already had this one complete and completly forgot it was ready. So my bad on my part, and shout out to Pyro Jack for helping me aid in writing this chapter.
And with that being said, I hope you all enjoy reading this one, as this will be the start of a multi part that'll include a bunch of action.
So enjoy.
Destiny's Bar comes into view. Usually, the place would be lively and there'd be a few patrons but right now. That wasn't the case, in fact all the windows had their curtains closed along with the bar sign flopped to the other end of the glass showing that a usual hang out spot for many was out of commission for a short while.
With a few lights dimming around we see Destiny sitting on a chair looking over to greet the audience/readers.
"I'm pleased to see you all have returned. Today, normally I would be saying something, but right now. There is much more serious matter going on. Our protagonist Donner whom we've all come to know and follow since the beginning could very well meet his demise." With a snap of its fingers, we see what appears to be a series of warriors stepping forward in front of what appeared to be some sort of gate.
"I would first like to start and begin, on what the ancient game of Pandemonium is. This very contest of survival is as old as time itself when Hell first came to be." We now see a layout of seven floors in the shape of rings each one bearing a different name. "It is also a reflection of the seven rings and what they represent."
We see different warriors, one rushing through a labyrinth relentlessly trying to find a way out and another making his way through a dungeon. "A series of challenges that test not only your psychical prowess, but your mental state of mind as well."
One warrior is caught in what appears to be an orgy indulging himself or rather was because he wasn't moving, and the ones giving him pleasure were still going. Afterwards we see someone basking in the beauty of such vastness of gold lifting up their hands laughing in joy at the rich's he had obtained before getting devoured by something that was behind him.
"Each one more deadlier than the last..." We then change to see another warrior running through a forest full of snow and all around he could see thousands if not billions of glowing red eyes looking at his way. "Every single challenge reminds you of how truly weak you are, exposing your true self..."
In a vast empty old fortress, we hear what sounds to be a series of loud howls joined together before something leaps up from a high ledge, it's eyes glowing red like fire including it very mouths. "To many who are forced or choose to participate in Pandemonium is both death and right of challenge."
A demon traversed through a very large maze, pausing briefly in his confusion. He turned around trying to remember where he was before, only to get even more lost.
"So many have died in many of these trials. However, for those who survived..." We see a warrior fending off a horde of the red eyed creatures in the forest continuing to run including another standing their ground at the creature who emerged from the gold. "They were deemed worthy bearing potential of a conquer and a ruler."
Finally, we see a group of warriors racing up to a high tower and when they did the sound of large powerful wing beats were heard. They all prepare getting ready to fight, glancing up at the air of a five headed winged creature roaring down upon them each one releasing off different attacks. "However, these tasks were near to impossible. Only those with true power could overcome these trials. As per the saying, where others squabble there are those among the rest that stand above them."
We now see an empty throne waiting for someone worthy to claim it. A snap of fingers is heard and see Mitty sitting on Destiny's lap. His own giving it a few pets. "And now, we come to see if our protagonist has what it takes."
The old tv on the bar counter turns on. "How do I feel you wonder? Well, nothing really, it'd be disappointing if he does not succeed. For as you can see. Donner will be in the fight of his life. And even his almighty power may not be enough to win. Wether he survives or not hinges on what he is willing to do in order to survive."
Destiny gestures to itself. "I myself cannot even intervene. Now I know I don't seem as much but my job of course is important. I can't do anything but watch whatever unfolds in front of me and every now and then make a little changes. All we can do now is sit and watch. Maybe bring some tissue just in case."
Meow
"And yes, some snacks of course." Destiny agreed with the cat. "Now let us see what will happen."
We focus away from Destiny and zoom into the screen of the old Tv. Right then we see the story's title.
Helluva Servant Chapter/Episode 19 Pandemonium Part 2
The twins sat by bar of the Deadman's Hand. It was one a few places to go when they both feel utterly frustrated. The place wasn't terrible by any means. Drinks were good and the food was decent. People could get rowdy, but that's to be expected.
Speaking of drinking, Stu himself took a shot bourbon and downed it. "Man, I can't believe this shit!"
"You're telling me..." Loretta said bitterly. "How do you think I feel about this?"
"Ass raped." He huffed and then burped. "Just like everyone in the whole damn palace. Except that feathered skank."
"Not to mention those other chumps as well." The sister said chugging down the rest of her drink with ease. "I feel like I barely made a difference at all..."
"They didn't even hesitate. And what the fuck is Stolas thinking, putting Donner in this Pandemonium bullshit?"
"It's not like they were going to be fair on him from the start..." Stu pointed out. "I mean, Donner's good at a lot of things, but fighting and killing is on the top of the list for him."
"Still this is just one big cluster fuck I was hoping to avoid." Loretta frowned.
"I'll have the usual, Quincy." An eerily familiar voice ordered next to the imps.
They turned and look to see the very familiar dyed crew cut, ram horns and white spots on the knuckles. But he's dressed in a pair jeans with a leather belt, white button up shirt and a black windbreaker. In front of him was a double whiskey glass and multiple glasses of water.
"Wait, I know you..." Loretta commented glancing over to the imp. She might've not always been sharp at times, but she was able to recognize demons at first glance. "You're that guard from the court."
"Maybe." He shrugged, taking a sip from his drink before chugging the water down.
"What are you doing here?" Stu questioned.
"What else does it look like? Getting a drink, the same as you."
"Aren't you on duty?" Loretta inquired.
"Not really." Lawrence sighs. "Chief let me take the day off."
"They allow that?" Stu wondered.
"Whenever the commissioner is in bad mood. Or the Chief, but I don't really talk about him."
"Sounds like a major league asshole." The imp with the broken horn commented.
"You're not wrong." Lawarence scoffed. "It's a wonder he hasn't caught a stroke yet." He takes another sip of his drink, groaning in the taste. "What about you two?"
"Were just trying to blow off some steam..." Loretta answered bitterly.
"What happened earlier sucked." Stu added, drinking his bourbon.
"Yeah." Lawrence sighs. Before thinking of something. "Did I introduce myself before?"
"No you haven't." The sister replied back.
"Well in that case," The off-duty officer extended a hand out for the twins in greeting. "I'm Lawrence Nash."
"Loretta Esctacaddo." The female twin introduced herself by taking the hand. "This is my twin brother, Stu."
"How ya doin'?" Stu greeted back, accepting the shake.
Lawrence looks at them carefully, comparing certain facial structures and ignoring other features, namely their horns. "Yeah, I can see that."
"Most say otherwise." Stu chuckled before calling out to the bartender. "Hey, give me another round!"
"Namely the splotches and the horns?" The red eyed imp pointed at one of his horns, referring to the broken horn on the butler's head.
"How'd that happen?"
"He got his horn caught in a tree..." Loretta shortened the story.
"How'd he do that?" He asked. "If I'm not stepping on any toes or something."
"It got in a hole of a tree trunk and I couldn't get out..." Stu answered grumpily, remembering that memory.
His sister scoffed also recalling the stupid incident. "And I had to pull him out of there..."
"Did it hurt?"
"No, not really." Stu replied back. "Only a small pinch, but that was it."
"You cried like a little bitch." Loretta commented, taking a sip of her drink.
"Did not." Her twin denied instantly and a small exchange started between the two.
"Did to."
"Did freakin not."
"Did freaking to."
"Oh go fuck yourself..." Stu waved her off. "Oh wait, you can't." He snickered, chugging down some of his drink.
"At least I don't hide a ring in my back pocket like a scaredy cat." Loretta huffed, swigging on her beer bottle.
The detective couldn't resist laughing at the twins interaction as he took another sip of whiskey.
"And what about that dildo you got hidden underneath your pillow? That spells desperation to me."
"Do I even need to remind you of your 34 bullshit on your phone?"
Lawrence burst out of laughter even more. Chugging on his second glass of water next to him. "Man, I haven't heard this much arguing since Spike and Bubba."
"Well at least your happy, I got to endure this crap." Loretta jabbed a thumb at Stu who frowned.
"Like your presence is ever so fascinating at times yourself witch bitch."
"Nah with my cousins, they're either sizing each other up or just outright kicking their own asses. Crazy rednecks." The dyed haired imp chuckled, before taking one last sip of whiskey. "Could I get another round, Quincy?"
"Sure..." The bartender replied.
"I know the feeling; my brother is in a relationship with one."
"A redneck?" Lawrence wondered.
"Yeah, a imp from Wrath."
"No kidding?" He looked at her surprised. "I've got family that lives there."
"How many?"
"Quite a bit." Lawerence "I've spent a few summers there too. The weather, though, is not my cup of tea."
"But you gotta admit, the barbeque from there is freakin right?" Stu questioned.
"I grew up eating that crap so I know." Lawrence replied back with a smirk.
"Uncle Eddie knows how to make a killer steak."
"Nice, my girls family knows how to make some killer kick ass ribs."
"Hadn't had that in a dogs age!"
"And does that include dogs being horny all the time?" Loretta jabbed.
"Maybe at my aunt Cheryl's, she loves those little buggers." He bounced back, unbothered by the maid's insult.
"She ain't like the opposite of cat ladies right?"
"Not really." He sipped his next shot. "She loves her kids just about as much as her dogs. Half the time kicking them around whenever they misbehave."
"Sounds like how Merida is with us."
"In my defense most of the time that's you." Loretta commented. "Like the time you made an indoor water slide."
"That was one time, dude. One." He emphasized.
"Sounds kinda dumb." Lawrence snorted.
"It was, he also cried like a bitch then."
"I did not!"
"Hey, don't you start that again." Loretta pointed at her white faced brother.
"Well quit saying I cry like a bitch!"
"Then you stop denying that you do. Because you do." She started to imitate his sad crying. "Ow-owowowowow! I hurt myself on the water slide! All it was was just me running a hose down the stairs and my dumbass ended up hurting myself!"
Lawrence squeals in laughter, not even remotely bothered by the two arguing. Taking another shot, he was starting to feel a little warm.
"Damn, you two are freakin awesome..." He continued laughing. "You're better than those sitcoms."
"You actually watch some of that stuff?" Stu looks at him oddly.
"Better that, than the cheap porn shows they keep advertising."
"Are you kidding? Even if the chicks are hot, the fake breasts are annoying." Stu commented. "Some look like gelatin."
"They may as well be, considering half the stuff they pump into themselves." Lawrence shivers at the thought, taking both whiskey and water swallows to calm his nerves.
"Don't even start on those big asses." Loretta rolled her eyes. "There just as annoying like the Kardashians."
"Hey remember that one episode the boondocks? They had that shit in there too." Stu laughed.
"I don't think I ever saw that." Lawrence shrugged.
"It was dumb."
"And it was funny." Stu argued. "Especially when the ass exploded."
Lawrence gagged at that. "I think I'd rather see a streaker running a marathon than watch that."
Another few hours passed and the three imps have already drank and said to their hearts contents. And it shows when a drunken Lawrence stumbled trying to play a game of billiards.
"What's the matter?" An equally drunk Stu laughed. "Can't hit a ball straight."
"Watch me, hayseed." The red eyed imp slurred.
"Oh come on, that all you got?" Loretta questioned.
One good crack on his pool cue, the detective managed to hit a red seven into the left corner pocket in front of the mono-horned imp. "Ha!" To rub salt in the wound he gave him one single crotch chop.
"Ok, not bad, how about this?" Loretta takes the pool cue and bends over aiming carefully and made the shot making the 15 number ball which speed straight towards the hole ahead. "Ha!"
"Okay, okay." The drunk detective nodded. "Go again, ma'am."
"Gladly..." She leaned forward squeezing the pole between her chest using it to help her aim and shoot making the eleven and fourteen ball making them go into the right and left corners at the same time.
"Say, where'd you learn to play like that?" Lawrence asked curiously.
Loretta went for the next ball within her reach.
"From our mom and dad." She replied by bringing the pole above her head, lifting it up over her head using the lower hand to aim and used the top left and making the shot making the fifteenth ball go into the slot.
"No kiddin'?" The black haired man looks on in amazement. "Even I don't think I can make as many good shots as you do." He complimented.
"She ain't kidding, our folks were good at a lot of shit..." Stu chimed in despite being drunk. "But damn they were major buzz kills!"
"Could be worse." Lawrence shrugged, watching as Loretta finally missed another shot. Now it was his turn.
He made an aim but missed the five ball by three inches'. "Ah shit."
"Ha ha!" Stu points at the red eyed detective. His response was very simple.
Lawrence made the jack off motion throwing his stuff at him much to the imp with the broken horns annoyance while Loretta laughed.
"For someone who's law abiding. You certainly know how to relax." Loretta noted.
"Only on rare occasions." He admitted. "I'm not that big of a stickler."
"Could've fooled me..." Stu commented taking a swig from his drink.
The younger imp playfully glares at the fight faced imp. "I could arrest you now."
"And I'd love to see you try."
"Maybe when you grow a pair and put 'em up." Lawrence laughed.
"Want to try?"
"Maybe after this game." He winked, paying attention to another miss from the female imp.
"Oh joy your one of those..." Loretta rolled her eyes. "You look like the kind..."
"Nah, that's more of my cousins thing." Lawrence aimed his cue carefully and manages to finally knock the 5 ball in. "I'm more trying to keep each of them alive, without having to get hurt... that's a little easier said than done, sadly."
"Well shit happens!" Stu exclaimed rather loudly in his drunken state. "But now I wanna get! Because I wanna puke!"
Stu runs out the door and the remaining imps and a couple of new patrons could hear the butler regurgitating.
"That's wet." Lawrence shivered.
They heard more loud groaning and other noises with demons exclaiming in disgust while Loretta winched. "Did he just..."
"Back door yes..." Loretta said in disgust.
"Man, I hate that." Lawrence groaned, very fortunate to have filled his stomach up earlier.
"Well, either way that's probably my que to bring his dumbass home. But I'd better make sure he's done and got everything out of him." Loretta said, bringing out her phone. "I ain't gonna let him make a mess of my car."
"Want me to help you out?"
"if you want?" Loretta replied, shrugging in response not expecting that kind of offer.
"Yeah, I'll help." Lawrence stumbled putting his pole cue away.
"Are you sure you are fit to drive?" The female imp questioned.
"I already got a guy on his way in." Lawrence reassured. "Even I'm not that dumb."
"Ok." She starts to make her way outside. "Stu, whatever you got to empty out do it! Were going home!"
"Ok!" Stu replied before he was heard throwing up again.
"And I thought Johnny's diarrhea was bad." Lawrence groaned, following the female imp.
Right on que they heard more disgusted moans from demons outside. "I think I'm gonna need new pants!" Stu called out.
"Ugh..." The detective covers his nostrils, silently agreeing with the sick imp.
"If he was someone else, I'd leave him here..." She said in a blank tone with a clothes pin on her nose.
"C'mon, Mick should be here any second now." Lawrence leans down to pick Stu doing his best to ignore the horrible stench.
"Well lets hope so..." Loretta sighed.
At the Goeita manor we see the head maid in her room and right now the sinner was absolutely miserable. It was almost like all life she had right now was completely drained out of her, and not to mention, there were noticeable tear stains on her cheeks.
The Bone Witch lays her head by her desk, she hasn't moved since the trial. She hasn't even worked, nothing Stolas had given her a number of days to try and absorb what was happening. But not no matter what she did, Merida could not stop the feeling that was eating her away. Her son, everything she put her afterlife on the line for is now awaiting a fate worse than death. Something she had hoped to never bear witness to. It was like losing her life all over again.
She then heard a knock on the door. "Merida? Merida, it's me." Octavia's voice was heard on the other side.
There was a brief pause. "I-I'm gonna come in ok?" The teen female owl demon entered the room, making Merida turn around to see that she too was in much of the same state as the sinner herself.
"Princess..." She acknowledged somberly.
"You don't need to say that around me Merida..." Octavia replied as she sat at the edge of her bed. "You're practically family to me..."
"I am sorry." Merida apologized, not particularly in the right mindset.
"No, no don't be sorry...You have nothing to be sorry about at all..."
"I failed him."
"What?" She was shocked to hear this. "M-Merida, no that's not true..."
"Your father gave him to me. I made a solemn vow..." The boney head maid stated. "Yet no matter where I am, God punishes me."
"Merida, he can still pull through this though..."
"I'm not so certain on that..."
Octavia sighed, shaking her head. "So that's it? We're just gonna lose hope just like that? Some slight amount of chance? If there could be?"
"What would you have me do, child?" The sinner questioned. "Storm into his confinement and run? You do not understand, there is no happy ending to this."
"Well I'm not giving up on him."
"Octavia..."
"No, I refuse to believe this is the end." The owl girl shook her head. "I won't..."
"You don't understand at all!" Merida snapped which was rare for her to do. "Donner won't make it!"
"He has to!"
"Pandemonium is death, Octavia!" Merida whipped around to face her. Anger and frustration etched onto Merida's face. "Do you know why it was made? No, do you know what it's original intention was? It was meant for entertainment, for the past demons of eons ago just like the Romans watching gladiators in the coliseum. Those who attempt it, wish for a warriors death rather than have their life sealed by others."
Octavia now gets up. "So your just going to have no faith at all? Not even for him in the slightest!?"
"I don't want to lose him, Princess!" The boney sinner exclaimed. "He is my son. I wish I can save him from this madness. To free him of servitude. To be a normal boy. For whatever counts in this wretched world. I've had so much faith in him. But now that his judgement draws near, I have no power to stop it."
"Then at least show him that you do!" Octavia argued. "If...If he is..." She stopped herself from saying that word by biting the lower part of her beak. "Then at least, let him know that everyone shows that they care! And give him some small amount of faith to try and overcome it!" Octavia continued biting her lower beak. "Donner is a fighter, he's shown me that...If no one else is willing to, than I'll be the one do it! Inspite...Inspite of what can happen..."
"You truly care about him." Merida frowned. "No matter how dangerous the situation, you desire to save him."
"More than anything. He's my friend...Only one of the few that actually show that they care about me...Not just see me because of my title, nothing like that. Genuine friendship, and right now...I'm not ready to say goodbye to that..." She then starts crying. "I know that I can't do anything right now and that's all I can give him."
Merida had no more words for her. Naive as she may be, her boy means everything to the owl princess and unfortunately there is no dissuading her from this grim reality. The head maid reaches out to the girl and gently holds her in a hug.
Channel 666's logo comes into view and we see the news hosts.
"Good afternoon I'm Katie Killjoy."
"And I'm Tom Trench. As many of you know have been following along so far, the murder case involving the noble demon family known as the Obscure's has just reached quite a dramatic turn that many did not expect."
On the corner we see Donners face in the corner giving off a frown. "That's right, because evidently the same little bird that's stirred up a lot of shit could've been just shot and we'd all move onto something else. But no, instead were practically gonna kill him with a cannon!"
"Not literally." Tom clarified.
"They get the idea the Tom..." Kattie glared at her 'partner'. "So please don't fucking do that again."
"Now where was I? Oh yes!" The reporters grin to inhuman proportions. "The talk of all of Hell is going to die in a very slow and painful death."
"That's right, and now we'll be joined by a very special guest. You know him as one of the few top big entertainers, in the business, and the manager of the iconic band, Sour Gears. Please welcome Houston Loves."
The camera moves over and we see a very large round demon that resembled a large black humanoid elephant wearing a fancy pink colored suit and a pair of light bright blue sun glasses "How all you mother fucka's doing?" The elephant greeted.
"Good to have you here on with the show with us Houston, so from what were told your gonna be hosting Pandemonium correct?"
"Clear as a a spec of dirt on a pigs ass. You bet." He replied back. "Fuck, this is some major big shit."
"I'm sorry, but in all of my time down here in hell I have never heard of this so what is it?"
"I'll gladly anwser your questions pencil woman." The elephant man answered ignoring the hateful glare he was getting from Kattie.
"You see the last Pandemonium was held at least a couple hundred years ago. So this is kind of a big deal, even though the little tweety bird won't last long."
"But come on why don't they just kill him already and be done with it?"
"You really gonna ask that question? It's obvious, he done and pissed off the nobs. And when they get mad, they get mad. Like say if I was to take a piss on you, would you be pissed off?"
Tom laughed at this and Kattie in turn punched him knocking his ass off his chair.
"Yes...I would..."
"See! Now you catching on! Pandemonium is like our long overdue Purge. Only reason why we don't see it because some demons don't got no damn big balls. The kid that's gonna do it, he got to have some major kannoies, ain't no sane motherfucker would ever wanna go into this shit."
"But here we are and some rich fag ran his mouth and said, 'Hey, let's kill my bitch in the most amoral way possible.', like nobody has ever done it except this fag wanna do him hard. Hard I tell you!"
"Yeah, but we've seen him destroy a giant robot that could've destroyed pentagram city." Tom said as as he got back into his chair. "So how bad could it be?"
"How bad it could be? Oh I go and tell you how bad." Houston began. "That robot ain't shit compared to what he gotta face. You ever think you lucky enough to fight a whole bunch of things that can kill you?"
"No?"
"You think you could ever handle possibly getting raped?"
"No?"
"How about getting your mental mind utterly destroyed?"
"Still no?" Tom continued to reply now starting to become very disturbed.
"Well all that messed up fuckin shit is what you can bet will happen." Houston replied giving off a hum. "hmhm. Damn shame too, I actually liked the kid too."
"Oh, brilliant." Katie's forced grin felt even more fake as her nails grind against the table.
"What the fuck is the matter with you stick lady?" Houston inquired. "I'm just talking is all."
"Right. Talking... Lots. Of. Talking."
"Well its a show ain't it? Gotta entertain hell in someway."
"Is this guy gonna go yet?"
"Bitch, your boss put me on here, so deal with it. Not like yo' ugly ass face says otherwise."
Almost every bone in Killjoy's body literally twisted and contorted and her tolerance for this outspoken hazbin is getting on her nerves.
"What did you say?"
Houston ignored her and checked his watch. "I gotta roll, stay cool all my demons! Also, before I go how's this song sound to you?" He cleared his throat before walking off singing. "BitchBitchBitch-HoeHoeHoe-BitchHoeBitchHoeBitchHoe-HoeBitchHoeBitchHoeBitch!"
"...Well be right back after these messages."
The tv screen shows 'technical difficulties' and in the background we hear Kattie fighting their guest. "You are fucking dead!"
"Bitch please I know whoop yo ass! So bring it on biotch!"
More sounds of fighting is heard. "Hold still you fat fuck!"
"You want some of me get in line for the first class cabin of the bitch slap express!"
"Die you fucking pig!"
"Nope, I'm elephant you dumb hoe! Get it right!"
"Well, at least for once its better to have her be angry at someone else other than me..." Tom commented off screen as the fighting continued being heard.
"Fuck you Tom!" Kattie yelled before a shoe was thrown hitting him in the face.
"AAAAhhhh! My eye!" The sinner screamed out in pain.
Inside of Donner's cell we see him sitting up against the corner of the room were he had a few runes around him. These were to help heal him and right in front of him was a piece of paper and pen.
It was pretty much akin to where a prisoner would get one wish granted, like last meal, something including the option to write out their last words.
Something that the blood eyed demon had his full attention upon.
What could he write? Honestly he didn't know.
Come tomorrow he will have to combat the horrors beyond the depths of Hell and he can't even figure out what to write. Nor to whom in particular.
He could of course start off with his friends, Stu and Loretta were a good example including Arnold, same for Miguel, Rocky and thanks to those two Loona. Maybe even write something for his mother, Merida. Out of everyone he knew she deserves better than what's happening.
Same could go for Stolas, his master and most importantly a good friend. But then there was the case of Octavia. He just kept picturing her face and her voice kept replaying over and over again in his head.
Out of everyone he knew, the owl princess crossed his mind. If tomorrow is to be his last day, he would forever remember the days she was the most happiest. Her moody personality, oddly enough brightened up his day. Hell even that weird music she listens too.
Everything that she ever said to him made his heart flutter. Despite many of the backhanded stuff she said to him, he adored the girl.
Her laugh, and that smile. God that smile was just breathtaking to him and now he might not be able to see that again.
Donner knew now what he must write. If this is to be his final moments, she must know how he feels for the owl princess.
But as he grabbed the pen he stopped. Thinking long and hard about this. Because if he told her of his feelings for her, than all that would do would just leave a big empty hole in her heart. That was something he did not want to do to her. No he couldn't.
This must be told... perhaps there may be another way.
John Dear,
You've always had an odd taste in melody and a bizarre color. Yet behind the veil I see more.
Underneath all that darkness there's also a vast amount of light
Enough to when everything just seems better
When you smile, the flowers bloom. When I fall, you rise to my aid. An angle among devils.
Your voice resonates with reason among the madness, truthful, blunt but gentle like a breeze
Your gemstones sparkle within the starry sky, radiant in beauty.
Just being around you puts me at ease, whenever I feel sad, you pick me back up
You are the light to my darkness.
I wish I could see more of your radiance
But I know in my heart we shall meet again in this life or the next.
If not then somehow, even if were told it's not possible I believe in that.
I truly wished that we could've spent some more time enjoying the stories that experience together.
Much less wondering what'll come next in our adventures.
Possibly something special or major, but maybe not I don't know.
All I know is, I'm thankful for having been able to have those times.
I wish I wouldn't have to let go of you, and you wish you wouldn't want to let go of me.
But that's one reality we'd...have to possibly face. Hard as it maybe, please...just don't blame yourself for what comes to be.
Know you will always be in my heart.
Your dearest friend
Donner set the pen down and sighed doing his best not to break down into tears. Eventually he did just that and right then a door there was a knock. "Hey, kid you got a visitor."
The door opens, he turns to see it was Stolas who had a bitter and somber look on his face. "Stolas?"
"Hello Donner..." He went up to the boy and kneeled down next to him. "I'm sure I'm the last person you'd want to see..."
"Considering what lies ahead, I'm not too sure."
"I understand." The owl demon noticed the letter that was written. "I take it that you've finished that?"
"I have." Donner nods. "That and I may need more."
"I'll be sure to arrange that. Donner, I just want to let you know that I wouldn't dream of putting you through this because their wasn't any other options..."
"No, its fine. At least now, I can go out in the way I'd prefer it."
"Donner..."
"No, it's the truth..." The teen avian demon said. "I mean it..."
"Even so...You really should not have..."
"Stolas, this is what I trained to do. Just like being prepared to die."
Stolas sighed sadly even with him possibly going to lose his life he still had that mind set and wasn't showing any signs of fear. "Donner...Tell me, be honest...Have I failed you?"
The thunderbird looks to his master, his expression blank to the owl prince, yet his eyes shows sadness, but also respect. "No you have not." He answered back.
"You don't have to fake the answer."
"And I'm not...I mean it."
"I see..." The owl demon gets up from where he was sitting. "Why do you never say that you want to run away? Why do you always have to be like that? You know that you're able to think for yourself."
"I know."
"So why don't you? After everything you've put up with, you didn't have the slightest notion not to leave?"
"Only a few times, but ultimately decided against it." Donner answered honestly.
Stolas sighed again. "Donner look even though in spite of circumstances I desire to give you my best wishes but I don't know what else to say..."
"Well you don't have too." His servant replied back. "Just make sure at least I have what I need to give me a fighting chance."
"Alright..." He nodded taking his answer. "Very well...Also Donner, I very much appreciate what you've done for my daughter and showing her kindness."
"It has been a privilege to serve the both of you." The young man bows his head. Stolas now proceeded to leave doing his best to remain composed. However, as he may, he couldn't help but cry. Bitting the lower part of his beak it took every ounce of his strength not to lose his composure.
The big day had now come, in his cell Donner's wounds had fully healed, and right now he was getting armed to the teeth.
Of course many of these were provided as requested. He had his signature Kriss Vector ,among a few other guns. Such examples included an AA 12 shotgun, and a Colt 1911. Also for extra's he had a few knifes on the side and a few grenades, including his trusty hatchet. Once he had all his equipment ready. Donner took a deep breath to compose himself gettint ready for whatever may come next.
Right then he heard the door open turning around he saw it was Merida carrying a sheath indicating something was inside.
Silently he picks it up and draws the blade. It's body was pure solid black, save for the silver that was minus the silver that was bellow the guard which looked like an bird like skull with four bone wing like appendages sticking out from the sides. All in all it was an impressive and beautiful weapon. Donner hummed in approval before sheathing it and put it back behind his back. Taking his care takers hand and giving her a nod, telling her that he was ready.
We now change scenery to show what appeared to be a massive roman style theater. All around demons gathered for the event that was about to unfold. Shit it was safe to say that there many from all over the seven rings who decided to attend this event. Many of course being noble demons the vast majority of them itching for some possible amusement.
They even had their own little private suites in the very back to keep them 'away' from the poor something that Paimon and many others were pleased about.
Now all they had to do was wait for the final preparations, not to mention waiting for everything to get in place, such as the audience and camera's broadcasting the event for all seven rings to watch this spectacle.
From a balcony Octavia watched in anticipation and other emotions, behind her the other Goeita's had taken their seats. This was probably the first time all of them had been gathered all together.
"I must say Stolas that you really did make a huge spectacle out of this." Paimon commented as he started eating some of the refreshments.
Stolas ignores his neglectful father. Staring down at the field below, waiting for what's to come. The older owl demon shrugged in response before looking over to her granddaughter. "Octavia, don't you wish sit by your grandfather and the rest of your family?"
"No." She replied back. The head of the Goetia Family frowned at this but shrugged.
As this happened Merida appeared walking next to Stolas. "Did you give it to him?"
"Yes, my prince." The sinner nodded in response.
"Good." He nodded in appreciation.
"I don't see why you bother putting in all that effort. You are aware of what'll happen to him right?"
"Yes and that one's obvious." Stella chimed in drinking some expensive wine. "He's finally out of the equation."
Stolas frowned some more ignoring what was said and right then we a floating pedestal rise out into the air and on it we see the same elephant demon that was on the news days ago. His right tusk was broken off a sign showing that Kattie Killjoy did leave a mark on him. He then tapped the mike a few times. "Ok...this thing on?"He blew into it a couple of times. "Oh ok, good." He cleared his throat.
"What's good my bitches!?" A bunch of the crowd roared back in response making him chuckle pleased to know he got their attention. "You all know me, my name is Houston Goodlove and here to host this game of Pandemonium. Now for the inbred motherfuckers too stupid to know what it is, I'll tell it to you straight. This thing works like a video game. I'm not shitting you either. Fuck I'll even sweeten things up by showing all of you on what you need know!" He points over to the side showing a massive screen descend into view and on the screen we see multiple camera angles. "You see all the poor son of bitch needs to do is make it through it alive. Depending on their success rate, their sentencing is reduced as well. But if they so much as fuck up, they're dead. Deader than that stank ass hoe that tried to shank me."
Much of the crowd erupted into laughter."However, the poor sons of bitch's get the choice of tapping out. Depending on the result, that's how long their sentencing is reduced. But in this little birdies case he's gotta complete the whole fucking thing. He don't then I guess it's thanksgiving for all us early."
Much of the audience roared in amusement. A few of them weren't to keen by the fat man's humor. "Oh well, take it how you want it. Because we gonna start this game. Now bring on out the little birdy!"
Upon calling him out music blared on over the speakers and much to their delight, it was the chicken dance. Donner made his way across the field slowly walking towards the door as most of crowd started laughing at the thunderbird.
But midway he stopped and flipped them all off continuing his walk. The crowd boos in response but Donner didn't care and continued flipping them and even sending a few up the ways to the noble demons who didn't appreciate the gesture of being told 'fuck you'.
Most especially Stella. "How fucking dare that little bastard!"
"Now, now don't be like that sister." Andrealphus spoke up taking a seat right next to her. "The show has only just begun."
"Fine I suppose so." The older female owl relented. "Octavia, come back here to your seat."
Octavia however didn't listen and kept her gaze focused on Donner who continued to flip them off. Seeing this she couldn't help but chuckle knowing that was exactly how she felt at the moment herself. After a bit he arrives to the center of the area glancing around looking around in annoyance at how they all considered this a show. This is a life or death scenario and they have the nerve to bring in cameras and roll this over their stupid programming. They will all be cheering once he dies. The green feathered teen wasn't going to give them the satisfaction.
"Now with that said and done let's bring in the gate!"
On que a portal could be seen opening, everyone including Donner looked up to see a massive door drop straight down. On top of it the head of a six horned demon with three glowing eyes. The doors themselves had what appeared to be teeth and the edges including two large red dots on each side. "This right here is the Gate to Pandemonium. Once there this bird can only come back unless he taps out succeeds. He will also start at the lowest level of Pandemonium Sloth. Now with that being said let's get this show on the road my bitches!"
On que the three eyes of the head glowed while the two red spots on the door eached extended outwards revealing they were gigantic yellow eyes as well. When it happened you could faintly hear the sounds of heavy inhuman breathing. "PRO...CEED."Everyone grew silent upon hearing the voice watching as the jaws of the gate began to open up wide.
While doing so a bright ominous bluish white light started to fill in the entire area and Donner could vaguely see a portal in the middle. He kept a firm look staring on and spread out his wings getting into the air where everyone watched him. As he was about to go he looked over his shoulder and locked eyes with Octavia. He looked back at the gate again before turning around and flew right towards where the noble demons were seated!
Naturally there was some panic among them as he approached. "What the fuck!?" A few guards took aim, but instead of trying to kill them instead Donner stopped right in front of Octavia who was taken aback by surprise at what he was doing.
"Donner, what are you doing?"
"I didn't give you a proper send off..." Donner answered back. "And I didn't want to leave anything else unsaid..."
"Are you joking right now?" Paimon questioned. "Stolas your gonna allow this nonsense?"
"Father please shut up..." Stolas requested in annoyance.
"I really am sorry for what's happening." He told the girl.
"No...Don't be...I should be sorry...For not being able to do anything else..."
Donner shook his head. "What? No, no, you have nothing to do with this..."
"But I feel like it is."
"Milday you know that it was probably one of those other asshole that are with you here right now." He motioned to the other nobles in the room. "So please don't feel like that..."
"Excuse me?" "What'd he say?"
Donner merely gave them a flat look in response. "If I'm gonna die than I'll say what's on my mind. Like this for example." He looks over to Stella. "You're not fooling anyone, with that corset you have hidden underneath there."
"Say that again you little twat!" She squawked.
"I don't care...And you know what while I'm at it, I seriously question how she's even related to you at all." He said, gesturing to the woman and her daughter.
Stolas meanwhile held back the urge from laughing as did Merida.
"Um..." Octavia spoke up. "Donner?"
"Right, right, sorry..." He realized he was getting off track there for a moment. "So whatever happens...no hard feelings right?"
"What do you mean no hard feelings?"
"Wha-" Donner wasn't expecting to get this kind of reaction out of her.
"You say that as if I were some irritable git. As if I had been a bitch to you ever since you came in."
"No, no. Octavia that's not true." Donner shook his head. "Why would you ever think like that?"
"Then why the fuck you saying it like that then?"
"Because...Because I'm not so sure on what else to say." He shrugged in response. "This is really hard for not just me...But you as well."
Now she was raising an eyebrow. "What did you just literally fly up here not knowing what to say?"
He shrugged his shoulders. "Kind of?"
Almost out of the ridiculousness of the situation, Octavia laughed. "You idiot."
"I know..." Donner admitted before his eyes widened before growing solemn she was now crying. "..." She went up to Donner and hugged him, he in return did the same.
Stella sat there glaring at the boy, her nails digging into her feathers and her skin. Andrealphus was taken back by this while Paimon on the other hand raised an eyebrow at this. His son meanwhile gave off a sad frown while Merida held back tears of her own.
While there close together the teen owl girl said something out her breath where only Donner could hear. Eventually Paimon stood up walking over to them and cleared his throat. "As touching as it maybe, I do believe it is time."
"Yeah..." Donner looked up over to Paimon giving him a glare but he knew he was right. Gently he let go and slowly took her arms off of him flying backwards before stopping again giving Octavia a nod that she returned back. With that done he did a back flip and flew forward flying towards the gate to Pandemonium.
Once he went through the gate the doors closed. "Now with that said and done, it's time for Pandemonium to begin!" Houston Lovelace cried out with the crowd cheering all while Octavia kept her eyes on the gate looking to the screen. Concerned on knowing where her bodyguard was going to end up.
Donner opened his eyes and scanned around the area much to his confusion he was underground? "What?"
This was Pandemonium? It didn't really seem like much right now, everything around him looked really gothic, the only sources of light coming from torches on the walls nearby. He looked up and saw nothing but pitch blackness. He couldn't even see the ceiling at all.
Was there a ceiling he didn't know. So he took the initiative, taking his AA-12, grabbing a torch off the wall and moving to a set of doors getting ready. With a single flap they slammed open. He was expecting there to be like a whole bunch of things coming at him but instead he came into a large open hallway?
"Oh?" He heard footsteps up ahead of him. "A visitor? It's been such a long time since a visitor had come here..." The thunderbird glared at the figure ahead, waiting to see what he's up against.
"Is this visitor here to entertain or join me? Lots of games I have, but the question is do they want that?" Up head he spotted something that very much looked very much inhuman. It was a man wearing old red robes that had their colors faded out looking like they'd come from the medial time period, his skin was a sick dark green color, his right eye was larger, with the left being smaller and squinted. His teeth was exposed, there were no gums, no lips, nothing, a very grotesque sight before the teen avian. "What's say you? Would you care to be my playmate?"
"I would rather be on my way."
"Oh? But you don't realize, you have no other choice." The demons right large eye blinked and his mouth wasn't moving. "That is why you are here is it not?"
Donner doesn't stand down from this grotesque demon. If he's the first trial, then he needs to know what he's dealing with. "What is this trial?"
"I am delighted that you asked."
The demon did a bow. "It is simply, a game of hide and seek. You must find me that is all."
Donner stares down at this demon. If he is exactly what he thinks he is, there's always a catch. "What are you?"
"What am I?" The creature scratched the side of it's head giving off a hum. "My name has become irrelevant. I was once know by another name, but now I'm simply the Duke of Nowt."
"Nowt?"
"It just simply fits what I rule now...Nothing." The demon shrugged in response.
"And you want me to hunt you down?" He doubted his words.
"Yes."
"What's the catch?"
"No, catch. Just simply find me." The Duke gave off a chuckle before he started walking off. "But good luck." His laugh started to echo through the halls.
Donner ran forward strapping his shotgun and took out his hatchet going into pursuit however when he made his way around the corner Nowt wasn't there anymore. "What?"
"Find me boy, start looking~" He cackled in laughter.
"Dammit!" Donner started running looking through the halls but along the way he noticed there were other things coming into view scattered across everywhere he looked.
Weapons, armor, even bones lie across the hall. Victims who failed this trial.
"As you can see, others have been in the same predicament as you." Nowts' voice echoed. "They two were my playmates, but nothing lasts forever."
"They run, they sought, they lashed out. Then they grew tired, they starved and now they lay here for eternity."
As he said this and Donner continued moving through the halls he looked over and saw mannequins starting to move? Yes they were moving, and were floating right towards him wielding long sabers.
"Now lets see how long you last."
One takes a swipe at him, but the thunderbird sidesteps and quickly dismembering it with his hatchet. He starts running through and in the process taking out more mannequins along the way. "Oh, you're no pushover, that's good." The Duke cackled.
Donner ended up in a vast wide open space and up above he could see a chandelier. Yes, he had to been up there somewhere. Charging up his hatchet Donner tossed it, making it spin around taking out the mannequins in the process before bolting upwards into the air. While doing so the hatchet came flying back to his hand. All of the sudden a loud series of gears were heard. Donner looked up and his eyes widened.
The reason why was because up above he could see a giant spike fall going right towards him! Improvising Donner made a hard right avoiding the incoming death trap.
But like the old saying out of the frying pan and into the fire, more mannequins were hovering towards him. "Oh? Did you think that everything would be so simple and easy that you can do whatever you want? Sorry but you can't~" Nowt called out.
"Honestly, I knew there was more to it."
Donner growled in frustration as he coated the hatchet with electricity, throwing it and demolishing anything that got into its path. Dooner then coated his right hand with the same electrical power thrusting it forward.
Tethering it, he pulled it back into his grasp seamlessly.
"Oh is that so?" Nowt questioned as Donner continued speeding through and along the way he drew his sword now dual wielding. He figured that it'd be a waste to use bullets on these things especially since they were pretty fragile, yet deadly if he wasn't too careful. Donner couldn't afford to get careless. "Is that what you really think? "
Through each and every turn he made through the halls, going up and down stairs there was always one mannequin after another. "Because others have made the same statement as well." He cackled. "I wager you knew what happened to them."
"Maybe so..." Donner said as he cut down some more foes. "But eventually I will find you!"
"Do as you please... wake me up when you actually find me." Nowt sighed as Donner stopped midway avoiding a few spiral blades emerging from the wall. He intercepted one of them and demolished the other with his hatchet coating it with electricity.
"Must you be one of those?"
"What? One of the good kids who does whatever the other says inspite of trying to be better then our own peers?" Octavia asked her good old grand dad as they watched the screen. It showed Donner stopping to look around, he frowned before jumping up just in the nick of time to avoid getting crushed by two walls bashing in towards one another.
"No, but rather respect for your elders." The older owl clarified. "Not to mention, being aware of what your future holds."
"I know about my future, grandfather. And I do have respect for my elders." The teenager crossed her arms, choosing not to say much else. "Except for those that are braindead." She mouthed to herself.
On the screen Donner threw his hatchet and impaled another mannequin ducking to the side allowing it hit he face of one right behind him kicking the one in front of him. "Your father didn't give you proper lessons did he?"
"He has." She spoke up, only to mouth more words silently. "Whenever you're not around."
Octavia's bodyguard was now going up the higher levels and while doing so, there were more mannequins infact now they were wielding different weapons like clubs, axes and even crossbows Donner made quick work of them.
Paimon scoffed hearing this watching her servant continue to fight. "I wager he has something to do with that. Doesn't he?"
"With what?" Octavia counties to play her grandfather for a fool.
"Don't play coy with me girl..." Paimon saw through this while Donner continued to hack and slash away. "You are the heir to the Ars Goeita act like it."
"Precautionary heir." She corrected him. "You don't think I know what I am and what you see me as?"
Donner slammed his hatched into another mannequin pushing it forward coating his sword with electricity swinging it sending an electrical slash.
"How could you know of this?"
"I have ears, Grandfather. I'm not deaf." Donner was seen snarling on the screen switching up from his hatchet he was swinging his sword left and right mowing down rows after rows of mannequins. "You act like I'm just a simple-minded stupid teen. Just like everyone else, and that's on you."
Paimon humped in response. "You really believe that your little bodyguard could pull this off?"
"He must." Octavia answered, her mind unchanged.
"And he if he doesn't?" Donner slammed his blade down sending another wave of energy towards his foes. "What then?"
"..." She didn't reply but kept watching as her closest friend and protector kept fighting on.
"Well Octavia?" Paimon was waiting for an answer.
"He's going to make it." She ignored his question.
Paimon chuckled in amusement, shaking his head. "All of that hope and confidence, and yet still so naive."
"At least I'm not an ignorant old stiff." The princess mouths to herself again.
Paimon scoffed once more this grandchild's attitude was starting to get on his nerves. "Have it your way then..." On screen cut down another mannequin and when he did, the thunderbird planted the blade into the floor he was on. "But don't look now, but he's starting to run out on fumes."
True to his word, he starting to breathe a little quickly, like running through a marathon without stopping.
Paimon then chuckled in amusement. "So what was that you were saying he'd prevail?"
"Just you wait." Inspite of the state he was in Octavia kept her composure and her faith for him. "He's not done yet."
Back where Donner was he hat sat himself up against a wall trying to catch his breath.
So far all the thunder bird has accomplished was slaughtering hordes of mannequins and running through this endless hallway for nothing. What's more annoying is the Duke's constant snoring.
So many things were running through his mind. Such examples like how many of these fucking things were there? And how did he not find that rotting corpse?
Especially with how loud he is in his sleep.
"Hmm?" He heard Nowts voice echo. "Finally giving up?"
"Hardly..." Donner replied back. "Just thinking." He gets back up on his feet and starts walking and retracing his steps which earned both an interested and confused hum from the duke.
"And what might that be?"
"That's for me know and for you to figure out."
"Eh, doesn't matter. You'll be dead soon." The undead Duke yawns.
"I beg to differ." Donner flapped his wings and took flight literally going back the way he came. "I beg to differ..."
"Going back to the way you came? Pointless."
"No, not really."
"Whatever helps you die faster." The Duke sighs, uncaring of the situation of his player.
"While were talking..." Donner began to pick up speed going back the way he came by following all the destroyed pieces of mannequin like bread crumbs. "Would you mind kindly reminding me on the rules again?"
"All you have to do is find me." He sighs tired of talking. "It's as simple as that."
"Yes, that's right. But you never said on how I'd have to find you." Donner pointed out as he flew out to the room that had the spike fall trap. Knowing it was there he drew his sword and sliced the incoming death trap in half. "Or what method I can use."
"And you are impressing me how?"
"No not trying to impress..." He glanced around the area he was in humming with interest. "But correct me if I'm wrong, this actually the middle to this whole entire maze home of yours right?"
"Where are you getting at with this?"
"Answer the question, yes or no." Donner repeated. "I mean after all I might be on the verge of loosing my mind and letting you do whatever you want with me. So just humor me as a last request."
"Perhaps. Perhaps not. It does not matter to me."
"I'll take that an answer as a yes." Donner smirked and held both hands to chest closing his eyes.
"Are you done talking? I wish to rest." The Demon of Sloth questioned.
"Nope...I'm just getting myself comfortable." Donner replied still bearing his smirk as a spark of electricity started to admit from his body and then another.
"...Whatever."
"Hmhm..." Donner started to give off mores sparks and this time they were starting to bounce off from all the walls around him. Soon enough his whole body was starting to emit it making them fly all over the place. Keeping himself right where he was perfectly still. He could hear the Duke snoring once more, thankfully the energy building up is helping him ignore it.
"What are you trying to even pull off?"
"You said I could do whatever it took to find you..." Donner replied as the energy kept building up, growing more intense with each passing second. "But that also means one thing too..."
"And what is that?" He drowsily asked.
Donner smirked, flashing and showing off his teeth as the electrical energy around him kept growing. "You never said, on what or much I have to destroy..."
"Hmm?" This grabbed Nowts attention. "Wait what are you-" Suddenly he paused while talking. Donner's electrical surge was becoming a storm! Growing more intensified. "Are you fucking kidding me!?" Nowt now sounded like he was panicking. "You're out of your mind!"
"Try me." Donner's energy grew even more and what's more the area around him, especially the old stone and concrete, began to crack. "But maybe just maybe, I can find your corpse!"
"That is risky."
"As are the rest of the trials. So you either come out, or I'm gonna tear this maze asunder."
"Your bluffing!"
"I'm giving you a fair choice." Donner pointed out. "Either we both possibly die or we make it easier on both of us. Hell I'll even sweeten the deal for you." The energy surrounding the teen avian grew even more. "So what's it gonna be!?"
There was a very tense moment of silence, the thunderbird continues to surge out his power while the Duke remains silent for a moment. But just as quickly Donner could hear something behind him.
"Fuck! Fuck!" Donner glanced over his shoulder to show Nowt emerge from an open doorway. "Ok ok! Fuck ok!"
"Well, have you come to a decision?" Donner questioned as the energy around him wasn't relenting.
"What is your proposition?" The undead Duke glares at the thunderbird.
"Well what the fuck do you want to aside from wanting to kill me? Because if you haven't noticed all you have are creepy mannequins that look like sexy toys."
"Simply a way out."
"And why should I comply with this? What do you gain?"
"Well you wish to be alone right? I could let you laze about and I won't hassle you with fifty thousand volts."
"Plus there's got to be something else you'd want to right?"
"Not really." The Duke shrugged.
Donner dispersed his energy flying over to the rotten corpse landing in front of him. "So you literally got zero squat on anything at all?"
"I do not care for fortune or toys. I have lived and died in this place for eons. I have no need for such borish things. I merely wish to rest."
"Ok." Donner shrugged his shoulders in response. "Then if you feel that way, just let me through."The undead sighs exasperatedly, grabbing the thunderbird's hand and simply placed it on his shoulders. "There, you've caught me."
"Ok...So what happens next?"
"Behind you." Nowt points and Donner see's what appears to be a door glowing purple. "Through there you'll proceed."
"Thank you." He nodded.
"Do be mindful going in, they're awfully noisy for my liking." The Duke vaguely warned the teen.
"Also by the way the fuck you even here for? Because it's been a long time since I've last had someone here."
"Let's just say some demons have it in for me. Framing me for the deaths of a noble family. I'm here to be rid of my execution." Donner told The Demon of Sloth.
"Wow..." Nowt chuckled. "You must really have others that hate your guts don't ya?"
"Par for the course when you serve another family."
"A but that's the life to expect for those that power, and from a mere servant. That amusing." He then yawns before walking off giving him a wave. "Well, whatever, get the fuck out of here and let me sleep."
"Good luck with that, Sir Duke." The green bird nodded, before making his way to the next trial.
Back in hell the crowd had mixed emotions, some were booing and others were excited. However despite either sides of the crowd and what they thought Houston continued doing his job as overseer giving his comments. "And there goes first trial of Pandemonium! The Sloth level, Crypt of Mockery has been cleared!"
From the noble suite Stella scoffed crossing out her arms glancing over to her brother not to mention seeing a pleased smile on her daughters face. "You said that he'd be done for brother. What the fuck!?"
"I didn't say that it'd happen." The cold bird replied back feeling the same way as she did. "Although I should've realized the Duke of Nowt is known for hardly caring at all."
"Ugh, of all the fucking challenges to start with, it had to have been that hideous slob." The wife growled in frustration.
"That's just simply how it its." Merida spoke up. "The contest is set starting from the lowest rings, and since Sloth is at the very bottom it only makes sense."
"Indeed it does." Stolas agreed with his most loyal servant, among them all aside from Donner. Infact he gave off a pleased smirk. "He knew to took that risk instead of dwelling down there forever, clever boy."
"We shall see." Paimon looks on curiously.
"You already looked so surprised..." Octavia commented, still remaining in her spot. "Good."
"Don't be smug girl. The crypt was only the beginning. We shall see if he can survive The Horded Dungeon."
Octavia glanced over to them almost giving off a completely different vibe compared to how she usually was. "Yes we will..." She turned back to the screen that showed a few numbers counting off to when the next trial was going to begin. "Only this time, he won't need to worry about having trouble..."
While the other nobles were ticked off some actually nodded in approval, especially her father, who was pleased to see his little owlette having her moment, a sign showing that when the day would come and she'd take over, it'd be all set from there.
"Like father, like daughter." Merida silently smirked to herself she then looked back over to the screen. "Donner...Keep going..."
Donnner emerged out of the door and when he did it vanished as if it was never there. He looked around to see where he was now.
Based on the barely visible candles and lanterns laying across, as well as the various chains and cells on each side. It was a safe bet that he was inside of a dungeon. Something the thunderbird definitely doesn't wanna be in again.
He scoffed at this. "Great, I was in one fucking cell and now I'm in another..."
The young avian demon makes his way through the prison, inspecting each of the cells for whatever he may find. All he could see however were bodies, strangely enough a few were missing something. Armor pieces, body parts. Something's peculiar about this trial.
Most notably he noticed that there were cells and inside were skeletal remains completely packed into there like coins in a piggy bank. So much so that you couldn't even recognize what they used to be. Why in another cell it was full to the brink with weapons and armor, some large, some small it didn't matter they too were shoved in there and the door was barely able to close all the way.
Giving off a sigh he takes a deep breath before yelling out as loud as he could on the top of his lungs. "HEY! IF YOUR HERE OR SOMETHING GET OUT ALREADY!" His voice echoed throughout the halls which carried quite a ways through this decrypted dungeon.
After a bit the echo died down leaving silence, but very faintly he could hear chain rattling and something else replied back. It was a very loud and powerful ungodly roar that shook the entire place where Donner was standing. "Guess I got my answer..."
Who goes there?"
"You're the one who's in charge of this place aren't you? You already should know why I'm here. The Duke of Nowt did as well."
"Ah a challenger...It's been so long since I've obtained something new..."
Donner raised an eyebrow at that but then scoffed drawing his sword. "Sorry, but I already belong to someone." He then cursed to himself at the way it sounded underneath his breath. Yeah, real smooth stupid.
"You... You're feathers. You're teeth. Your eyes... You don't deserve them."
"Oh geez, you're one of those aren't you?" Donner rolled his eyes. "You know I gave the Duke a choice, why go through the trouble?"
"Because you have what I do not."
"And what is that?"
"True beauty!"
"True beauty?" Donner tilted his head in confusion, glancing at his feathers. "You're like really weird you know that, because that's like the first time I've heard that compliment."
"All the more reason...it is to be...mine."
Donner scoffed, tightening the grip of his weapon. "Then I guess that means I'll have to kick your ass then. Which is fine with me, because at least I can look at you while doing it."
"Come to me..." The voice replied back. Donner frowned as he walked forward going straight and along the way he saw a whole bunch of prisoners reaching their arms out towards him.
"Kill me!" One of them begged. "Don't leave me like this!"
All of them had clearly been in there for who knew how long but he knew that freeing them would be pointless and continued forward. "No! Please, no!"
Eventually Donner entered into a wide open space. When he did, a metal gate shut behind him. As he turned around not expecting to be locked in a large cage dropped right into the middle of the room. Right then something else dropped into view. It was a very deformed looking demon, one with a hulking torso is formed from the remains of countless cadavers. Hanging from this shroud of decayed flesh are cages where the souls of those who it had probably killed. The face was greatly deformed, with no signs of eyes at all. The left side was greatly deformed swelled up like a pimple, with three glowing green dots, not to mention a cage hanging from where it's arm was supposed to be. Right on where it's torso would be was a cage showing a green ghoulish parasite. Its only clothing was a large loincloth that was decorated with a few skulls.
Upon landing the creature grabbed the cage which showed that this was the grotesque demon's weapon of choice. This was the trial of the Horded Dungeon, the Collector.
"Well, that explains a lot." He commented.
The creature roared out and slowly stumbled making its way forward, but because of it's large size, this thing wasn't able to move as fast. So, Donner took out his Vector getting ready for the fight that was gonna start. He watched as the creature slammed down the cage and just like that multiple corpse emerged out from it flying towards Donner each one wielding large swords. "Ah, crap..." Donner cursed of course big guys always have groupies behind them.
"Kill him!" The obese and hidous blob commanded.
The demons charged forward with their boss lagging behind. The first made a swing with Donner blocking it firing off four shots into its head blowing it off.
Spinning around Donner swung his weapon, slashing a demon in the chest before jumping back firing off a few shots taking out another.
During the process he blocked another blade and shoved the barrel of the gun into its face. The head exploded with the Collector swinging it sideways taking the advantage.
Donner intercepted it with his blade; the force of the two weapons making contact made the area around them shake.
The ginormous fiend goes to take a swipe at the thunderbird. But he rolled past him, slashing at his calf. In spite of that attack, the Collector was unfazed and continued swinging its cage weapon bringing it down. Donner jumped to the side and blocked an incoming swing from it. One thing for sure, while this thing was slow, its endurance, size and strength were freakin crazy!
If he wasn't careful, this thing could break a couple of his bones! He had to fight this thing smart.
The force of the attack sent Donner flying but he stuck his blade into the ground slowing him down. However much to his chagrin the Collector had sent out more demons flying from its cage charging at him.
The green bird goes to intercept them, but the jailer wasn't waiting this time. Donner scoffed in annoyance before noticing something. While its endurance was impressive, there had to be some weak points. Luckily for him he figured it out. It was the three glowing yellow dots on the side of its body. He hummed with interest as he started cutting down the incoming demons.
"Now I got you." He muttered.
So he decided to change things up by equipping his AA 12 and started to blast the demons getting closer to them each one getting blown to bits.
"Useless!" The Collector roared in frustration as his personal guards die at the hands of his prize.
Donner flew forward and started to open fire aiming for the glowing yellow spots which in turn made the Collector roar out in pain swinging its cage in vain attempt. Yeah that hurt, really hurt. Good.
He even delivered a few hits on the back of its body delivering an electrical attack in the process. He wasn't holding back, he was making perfect use of his speed.
The Collector tries to swipe at the feathered fiend. But everytime it tried, bullets were peppering it up. Forcing it to forgo its weapon to protect its weaknesses.
Donner used this to his advantage and prepped for another attack charging up. "I will have what is mine!"
"Have this." From Donner's hands electrical currents started to bounce off all over the walls raining down upon the large abomination. Its agonizing cries echoing through the dungeon. When it did happen, behind him you could hear the cries from the victims that were trapped because of this thing.
"Kill it!" "Don't stop now!" "End our suffering."
In the midst of its agony the Collector grabbed it's cage only for Donner to catch it, yanking it out of its hands. Once again showing that despite his size, he was a lot stronger than he let on.
"I'll be keeping my eyes and my feathers, thank you."
He then swung it hitting it across the face, he did so again the opposite way and thrust it forward multiple times bashing the piece of metal into it's very ugly mug repeatedly. Donner then jumped up using the cage to deliver a massive uppercut using it to inflict more damage making the collector stumble dazing it. Donner then proceeded to throw the cage once again at top full force right into its face.
And as the saying goes the bigger, they are, the harder they fall. With how big The Collector is, the entire dungeon shook from the impact.
From the front of its side the cage opened letting out the green ghoul which beat onto the collector trying to make it get back up onto its feet. However it was useless and by then it felt Donner's blade at the base of its neck line.
Hoisting it up he casually swung it aside, the dying body rolling across the stone floor.
Swatting the blade sideways he got the blood off the sword scoffing. "At least the Duke of Nowt put up a better fight..." He said before sheathing the weapon.
"Sadly, from what I've read, this thing will be back by the next time someone comes here."
"Good luck for them." Right as he said that another door appeared, only it was glowing the color blue. "I guess this leads to the next one." He said while whipping out his blade getting the blood off. "Here's hoping this isn't what I think it is.""
He walks up to the door opening it up and goes through it already having a bad feeling of where this would lead too.
We return back to the roar of the crowd of onlookers who just witnessed the fight that took place. They absolutely loved it. Among them was Stolas who clapped happily at the show.
He was most pleased with how Donner did, along with Merida. Although only a few weren't as pleased as punch that he's still alive. "Welp, that tump of lard was useless." Andrealphus commented bitterly.
"Useless? He didn't do anything!" Stella huffed. "I thought you said it was supposed to be difficult. What the fuck do you call this?"
"I don't know! I was as surprised as you were!" Andrealphus retorted back.
"Something the matter Stella?" Stolas mockingly smirked.
"There must be, otherwise you wouldn't be so distressed." Merida added. "Is something troubling you?"
"Go fuck yourself, skull fucker! You most especially, Stolas." She screeched.
"Oh, but how would I even dream of doing that to myself? If I did, I probably wouldn't be able to go anywhere."
"Same here." Stella's 'husband' added, enjoying this for the moment.
"Ugh, just you wait! Come Lust he will not resist the temptation."
Andrealphus then smirked. "And I'm sure there'll be plenty of things to worry about. After all, he is a young man. You know what that's like don't you Stolas?"
"Indeed." Stolas frowned at the pompous bird. Not at all pleased by the reminder.
"So with that being said, maybe you should call in Via so she doesn't see things that would be 'unsettling and inappropriate.'"
"I'm right here you know." Octavia frowned.
"Oh!" Andrealphus was startled seeing his niece right there glaring at him holding a small bucket filled with food. "Via don't startle me like that!"
"Wasn't even trying..."
"Octavia, what you're about to see is highly inappropriate just like your uncle said." Stella decided to chim in. "You should probably go occupy yourself with something else."
"And miss the chance to see Donner escape? No way!" The pink eyed owl walks down to her seat, ready to eat and spectate the jumbotron."
Stella groaned in irritation. "We tried to warn her...Might as well let things unfold to learn her lesson I guess."
"So it seems." Her brother agreed.
While they were squabbling amongst themselves from his spot Paimon was growing more interested by each passing minute. In only a short amount of time he completed the first and the second. The Duke of Nowt made it challenging for him, while the fight with the Collector was well...easy. Too easy in fact, it should've been hearder, even experienced warriors had difficulty with it. "Perhaps there's more to your little birdie than I thought."
"This is so far insanity my demons!" Houston cried out to the crowd. "He demolished the Collector making it look like it was a piece of dog shit getting picked up off from the ground and tossed into the trash!"
The crowd cheers inspite of that. "Two down, five more to go. Can the rich ho's rebound boy make it through the next challenge? I don't know, although I'd personally want some of the action he's gonna have, lucky I can say is, that if were lucky enough we just might be able to witness history in the making. I shit you not, it could be possible! But as my old lady once told me, don't bust a nut 'til you feel it. Would probably explain how I died. After these messages!"
We zoom outwards from the old tv screen showing Destiny who was still in its spot while Mitty was sitting over the top of the chair. "Well, you all heard him. The first two of the trials of Pandemonium has been completed. Next time will be a... very interesting experience. Followed by some more rip-roaring action!"
Meow
"Why are you looking at me like that? I already told I'm not interested in her."
Meow
"That's not true!"
Meow
"How many times do I have to tell you, I didn't get her pregnant!"
Meow
Right on que the phone started ringing again. After a few times it went to voice mail. "This is Destiny if I'm not answering, then I'm doing something else. Leave at the beep."BEEP**
*Hey! Asshole! Its me! The same one from the party! Pick up the phone!*
"I'm not here..." Destiny groaned underneath its voice.
*I know you're there doing your dumbass show. And I know for a fact you did this to me!*
Meow
"Fuck me." Destiny groaned.
Meow
*I checked in with my doctor, I checked the lab results. Davie didn't knock me up!*
"Fuck me sideways."
Mitty gave its owner a Garfield type smile not saying anything.
*If you don't answer this phone right now, I will skin you alive you amorphous freak!"
"Oh what the fuck can you do? I'm an integral part of the universe you dumb broad."
*Pick up the phone! You hear me!? PICK UP THE PHONE!*
"Have it your way." In annoyance Destiny made an airhorn appear picking up the phone and blasted it right into the machine which made Mitty scatter because of the loud noise. Instantly It put the phone back down. "Problem solved." As soon as he said that there was an audible bang at the door to the entrance. "Fuck me running sideways."
"You wanna go that way!? I'll go that way!"
MEOW!
Destiny turned their head to camera nervously. "See you next Time."
To be continued
Now replying back to reviewers.
NOT
Nope, sorry but no dice on this one. Also to the guest Spanish reviewer who pretty much, leaves multiple reviewers a whole bunch, I appreciate and sort of like the enthusiasm. But come on, its...a bit much ok?
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